# Chapter 303: Setting Up the Holy Lands
"Just you want us both to leave?!" Tu Fei squinted at Xia Jiuyou, his expression quite unfriendly.
"Should I flick you away with one finger?" Xia Jiuyou said coldly.
Tu Fei was so angry he almost spat blood. Being so lightly regarded by a thirteen or fourteen-year-old youth made him want to kill.
"That so-called expert from Yaoguang was nothing special. Can you compare to him?" The white-robed youth sneered, still as arrogant as ever.
Everyone was completely speechless. Xia Jiuyou was truly insufferably arrogant, not afraid of offending anyone, even dismissing Li Rui of Yaoguang.
Tu Fei held in his anger for a long time before finally saying, "Your feathers haven't even grown in yet, what are you so cocky about?"
"Pfft"
Everyone around laughed, not expecting Tu Fei to say something like that in public. Xia Jiuyou's face stiffened, then turned icy cold.
Tu Fei was indeed frustrated. He felt he really might not be able to beat this youth. The other party was only thirteen or fourteen years old, yet frighteningly powerful, which made him feel stifled.
"Then let me test how strong you really are!" The white-robed youth said coldly.
"Why would I bother with a child? I won't bully you." Tu Fei said shamelessly, actually afraid of getting beaten up.
"Then I'll bully you instead!" Xia Jiuyou stood up.
Tu Fei waved his hand, saying, "Forget it. Since you insist on competing, let's have a civil contest. Otherwise, seeing how fair-skinned and tender you are, even more beautiful than a little girl, it wouldn't be good if you got hurt."
"How do we have a civil contest?" People nearby started stirring things up, wanting chaos.
"Naturally, a spiritual battle." Tu Fei answered casually.
"How is that civil? It's the most dangerous kind. Looks like it's really going to be a life-or-death duel." Everyone around grew solemn, thinking Tu Fei was desperate.
"Fine, since you want your spirit to be destroyed, I'll grant your wish." Xia Jiuyou sat down calmly.
"If I make a move, it would be bullying you a bit. Let my brother take the field instead." Tu Fei patted Ye Fan's shoulder and pushed him forward.
"That's too shameless, sending your own brother to die." Someone muttered quietly.
"Why don't you both come at me together?" Xia Jiuyou taunted.
"Little brat whose feathers haven't grown in, don't talk tough. You can't even handle one of us, let alone two." Tu Fei boasted shamelessly.
Xia Jiuyou's killing intent leaked out. Two beams of divine light shot from his eyes, so dazzling that people dared not look directly at them.
"Chi"
A beam of light rushed out from between his brows, more beautiful than a rainbow, piercing toward Tu Fei. His spiritual power at this level was somewhat terrifying.
"Clang"
From Ye Fan's forehead, a purple light shot out, like a divine sword unsheathing, ringing clearly, comparable to a purple heavenly sword.
He was deliberately concealing his golden spiritual power. The Heaven-Shifting Earth-Transforming Art recorded in the Source Heaven Scroll allowed his temperament and aura to change.
"Chi"
The two clashed with their spiritual power. Tables and chairs around them silently disintegrated into powder, turning to ash. This was a powerful collision, where one wrong move could mean death, potentially causing spiritual decay and falling into eternal damnation.
Purple light against rainbow light, a splendid display in the air. Spiritual power was like blades, more dangerous than actual combat. Both their forehead bones glowed, crystalline and bright.
But everyone around was terrified. Such powerful spiritual power, if directed at them, would kill many instantly.
"Zheng zheng zheng"
Ye Fan's spiritual power transformed into a three-inch-tall purple figure, holding a war spear, like a purple war god, advancing step by step.
Xia Jiuyou's spiritual power transformed into a seven-colored figure, holding a divine bell, very ethereal. Shaking the colored bell sent out multicolored ribbons like ripples.
Spiritual power taking form, becoming human figures, fighting in the void. The battle was extremely intense. Many couldn't help trembling—this was the most fundamental kind of combat.
"Clang"
The purple figure grew braver as it fought, like a deity. After thrusting its spear into the air, it swept outward.
The seven-colored figure was very agile, holding its divine bell with an otherworldly air. Unable to dodge in time, it blocked the spear with the bell on its back.
"Thud"
A sound of spiritual power spread out. Many felt a stabbing pain in their spiritual sense, affected by such a clash.
"Swoosh"
The two figures separated, purple and rainbow light flying as they resumed their fierce battle.
"Stop fighting." At this moment, a gray-robed old man behind Xia Jiuyou suddenly spoke. A gray beam shot from between his brows, sweeping toward Ye Fan's spiritual power.
As soon as this aura appeared, many people on the upper floor changed color, feeling as if doomsday had arrived. This spiritual power was too powerful, deep as an abyss, vast as an ocean.
"Swoosh"
With a flash of light, the purple figure rushed back into Ye Fan's forehead bone, which was crystalline like jade, shining brightly.
"What do you mean by this?" Ye Fan asked in a deep voice.
Just now, he had felt as if a fierce beast had fixed him in place. This old man was very dangerous, his spiritual power frightening, probably not weaker than Ye Fan's.
"My young master is currently cultivating a divine art and cannot recklessly use his spiritual power, so I stopped this battle." The gray-robed old man answered.
"My divine art is not yet complete, so it's indeed problematic." Xia Jiuyou spoke, his black gem-like eyes blinking as he stared at Ye Fan. "You're somewhat unexpected. Your spiritual power is so strong. How much of your power did you use? If it was more than sixty percent, then you're no match for me."
Ye Fan smiled without explaining anything, but his heart jumped. This youth was truly a prodigy. At such a young age, if he fully unleashed his spiritual power, it would probably be comparable to Yao Xi.
It was hard to imagine who had trained him. Could it really be a direct disciple of the previous generation's old Saint Lord?
After this battle, the white-robed youth Xia Jiuyou's expression softened somewhat. He no longer threatened to drive everyone away.
Many people looked at Ye Fan. He had fought Xia Jiuyou to a standstill, making this arrogant white-robed youth change his mind, surprising everyone on the upper floor.
The young Daoist nun from Dao Yi Holy Land, Xiang Yifei from Da Yan Holy Land, and Ji Biyue from the Ji Family all showed strange expressions, sizing up Ye Fan.
"Boundless Heavenly Venerable!"
An old Daoist appeared, walking up the stairs. He looked about fifty or sixty years old, with a withered body but full of spirit. He had a goatee, and his two eyes sparkled like golden beads.
This person was clearly extraordinary. Though his body was withered, his essence, energy, and spirit were full. He was a very powerful cultivator, impossible to gauge.
"Daoist, you've finally appeared. Do you have any definite news?" Ji Biyue asked with a smile.
"A monk does not speak falsely. I will soon determine his location." The old Daoist said very seriously.
Ye Fan and Tu Fei's hearts jumped. They exchanged glances. Was this the one who was going to set people up?
"This ox-nose is quite a talent, also wanting to set up the Holy Lands. He looks even more like the real thing than the real thing, thinking ahead of us." Tu Fei gritted his teeth.
This old Daoist was very wooden, not saying much. He only answered when others asked, looking very simple, far from cunning and sly.
Ye Fan nodded, secretly transmitting, "If he beats us to deceiving the Holy Lands, we won't be able to do it. There's only this one chance."
Tu Fei was indignant. "Look at this ox-nose, with that honest face. Damn it, I want to slap him twice."
"Boundless Heavenly Venerable. I truly don't know where he is right now. The time hasn't come yet. Even if you send me Source now, I won't accept it." The old Daoist looked completely sincere.
"I really want to slap him. This is a great schemer. Look how sincere he is. Someone wanted to give him Source to inquire about information, and he sternly refused." Tu Fei said angrily.
"He's preparing for a big scam. How could he look down on such a small amount of Source?" Ye Fan had to admire him. This old Daoist was truly talented. Clearly here to scam people, yet he acted honest and simple, refusing Source, showing great integrity.
Half an hour later, everyone on the upper floor had dispersed, leaving only Ye Fan. Tu Fei said, "Quick, follow him. See how that ox-nose is going to cause trouble."
"Following is useless. Since he dared to come, he definitely has a backup plan." Ye Fan shook his head, turned, and walked to the chair the old Daoist had sat in. With a sweep of his sleeve, he collected it.
"What are you doing with a chair? Can it help find that ox-nose?" Tu Fei didn't understand.
"We can't, but that dog definitely can." Ye Fan smiled.
Tu Fei clapped his hands and chuckled. "A dog's nose is the most sensitive. That dead dog can definitely handle it."
They wandered around the city for a long time, learning a lot of information. The Ji Family had sent three Supreme Elders. Yaoguang also had an extraordinary expert visiting. Additionally, Wan Chu Holy Land had a famous elder appear.
This was only what they had heard. They didn't know how many people from other major powers and independent cultivators had come.
The young Daoist nun from Dao Yi Holy Land had appeared. Xiang Yifei from Da Yan Holy Land was also here. Additionally, the heir of Zi Mansion Holy Land had shown himself. They just didn't know if these Holy Lands' Supreme Elders had also come.
"Primordial Mother Qi stirs people's hearts. A bunch of old immortals have come. This is going to be troublesome." Tu Fei said.
Ye Fan also frowned. He had wanted to make his move while the various Saint Lords were attracted by the ancient scroll, but he hadn't expected to attract so many people.
The old Daoist who wanted to set up the Holy Lands was doing exactly what he had planned, which also gave him a headache.
"Should we make our move before this ox-nose?" Tu Fei asked.
Ye Fan thought for a moment, then said, "We can't make a move. I suspect some individual Saint Lords might come. The risk is too great."
"Are we just going to watch that cunning ox-nose pull off his scam?" Tu Fei was very unhappy.
Ye Fan rubbed his chin and laughed. "It's precisely because he's here that it's wonderful. Let him do everything. When the time comes, we'll find a way to get the Source. We just need to keep an eye on him."
Tu Fei suddenly understood, then laughed heartily, nodding repeatedly. "Let him put on the show. We'll take the Source. But we must grasp all his movements so we can strike accurately."
Ye Fan nodded. "Now we can only rely on that dog's nose."
"This time, we also need to think of a safe way to rob that Xia Jiuyou." Tu Fei couldn't let it go.
An hour later, Ye Fan and Tu Fei returned to the towering mountains and ridges. The autumn wind was cool, yellow leaves flying, the mountains desolate.
This was a valley, withered grass and fallen leaves covering the ground. The big black dog was lying on the ground, panting heavily, having finished carving the dao patterns, enough to cross the void.
"Isn't it just carving a few patterns? What's the big deal?" Tu Fei mocked.
"You don't know anything!" The big black dog didn't even look at him.
These two had never gotten along. Since their first man-dog battle, they had been at each other's throats whenever they met.
"What kind of dao patterns did you carve?" Ye Fan asked with some surprise.
The big black dog said proudly, "This Emperor carved a set of linked dao patterns, not afraid of having the void locked, nor of some ruthless person chasing us into the void."
"How many miles can it cross?" Ye Fan asked.
"I just tested it, crossed sixty thousand miles." The big black dog answered.
"This dead dog must be lying. In such a short time, it came back from sixty thousand miles away?" Tu Fei's mouth hung open in disbelief.
Ye Fan's forehead was covered in black lines. "The pile of Source I left you, you squandered it all?!"
"Do you understand linked dao patterns? There are over a dozen transfer points along the way. Of course I had to keep crossing the void to set them up." The big black dog answered matter-of-factly.
Ye Fan and Tu Fei both wanted to punch it. This dead dog had squandered a pile of Source, probably half of it ending up in its stomach.
"This dead dog is really unreliable!" Tu Fei cursed.
"Woof!" The big black dog pounced to bite.
"Stop." Ye Fan stopped it. "Did you set up any restrictions along the way? We might encounter some extremely powerful people this time."
"Don't worry. Even if we're chased by a ruthless person, this Emperor will make them suffer a great loss." The big black dog gritted its teeth. "Being with you, this Emperor has had bad luck many times. This time I've invested heavily in carving these patterns. Even if the Heavenly King comes, he won't catch me."
"This dead dog talks so big. Can we lure Xia Jiuyou here, trap him, and skin him alive?"
"It should be possible." Ye Fan nodded, then said to the big black dog, "Now help me find someone." He flicked his sleeve, and a wooden chair appeared in the valley.
"What do you mean?" The big black dog didn't understand.
"We need to use your dog nose to find someone." Tu Fei said.
"Woof!" The big black dog pounced, and a man-dog battle erupted.
"I @#$%... dead dog, I'm telling the truth!" Tu Fei screamed.
"Stop. We're not setting up the Holy Lands ourselves anymore. We need to find someone." Ye Fan quickly called for a halt.
"What did you say?" The big black dog became even more agitated. "You made this Emperor work so hard carving all these dao patterns, and in the end, there's nothing to do?"
"These dao patterns are naturally useful. They're our lifeline for retreat." Ye Fan quickly explained, or this dead dog would rebel.
The big black dog's expression gradually softened. "Another ox-nose. These riffraff are never good. Of course, you're also quite wicked, sitting back and reaping the rewards. But this Emperor likes it, hehe..."
"Don't laugh so cheaply."
The big black dog let out a dry laugh, its bald tail standing up. It sniffed the chair and frowned. "An extremely pure divine power aura."
Black Emperor transformed into a cat and, together with Ye Fan and Tu Fei, returned to Shanyan City. They began tracking from that restaurant.
The journey went smoothly. They arrived deep in the mountains. Only when they reached a cliff did the big black dog stop, puzzled. "It disappeared."
"Is he hiding here?" Tu Fei asked.
"No, this person seemed to shatter here." The big black dog was suspicious.
"What nonsense are you talking about..."
Suddenly, the big black dog's expression shifted. "I understand. That wasn't a real person."
"Could it be some kind of spirit?" Ye Fan asked.
"He is a deity born from a powerful cultivator's Dao Palace, cultivating an ancient method from over a hundred thousand years ago. He was definitely afraid of being followed, so he disintegrated here, dissipated into heaven and earth, then reassembled his body dozens of miles away." The big black dog made this judgment.
"That powerful?" Ye Fan and Tu Fei were both surprised.
"Indeed, it's that kind of secret technique. I sensed that aura. This is no simple person." The big black dog said.
"We must see who he is." Ye Fan said in a deep voice.
They traveled like this for dozens of miles, searching heaven and earth, finally finding clues again.
It had to be said, Black Emperor's nose was unparalleled in the world. Once it caught a scent, it could lock on and track all the way.
This was the pure divine power aura left by a deity within someone's Dao Palace. They believed they would soon see the real person.
They tracked for over three thousand miles before gradually approaching their target, arriving in a deep mountain range.
"Damn it, this Emperor smells a familiar aura." Black Emperor spoke.
"A familiar aura?"
"Besides the pure divine power aura, there's also the aura of that person's original body. This is an acquaintance." Black Emperor gave this answer.
"What? An acquaintance?!" Ye Fan and Tu Fei were both shocked.
"Don't get close. This person is very extraordinary. We can only observe from afar." The big black dog said in a deep voice.
Half an hour later, Ye Fan, Tu Fei, and Black Emperor chose a hidden spot and looked toward a distant mountain peak.
"He looks exactly like you!" Tu Fei said in surprise.
Ye Fan frowned. On that mountain peak, another "him" was bent over, carving something.
"This is that ox-nose I bit in the Great Emperor's sleeping palace last time. It's definitely his aura." Black Emperor revealed the answer.
"This damn fatty!" Ye Fan never expected it to be Duan De!
"What? It's that Virtue-Lacking Daoist? That bastard wasn't being chased by Grandpa Wu Dao toward the Central Province? When did he come back? He sure has nine lives." Tu Fei was also very surprised.
"That damned fatty..." Ye Fan gritted his teeth. This guy truly lived up to his name of Virtue-Lacking Daoist. He dared to scam anyone, and this time he was targeting the Holy Lands.
Tu Fei also cursed, "This bastard has finally fallen into our hands. We have to make him crash and bleed. This bastard is truly audacious!"
Ye Fan also felt like spitting blood. This Virtue-Lacking Daoist really knew how to stir things up, coming up with such a vicious scheme. He gritted his teeth, "Impersonating me to scam people? How could he think of that!"
Tu Fei said, "This bastard cuts off our path ahead and uses your appearance to make trouble. I've never seen such a Virtue-Lacking Daoist."
"What is he carving? Is he also setting up dao patterns?" Ye Fan wondered.
The big black dog gave a definite answer. "That's right. It looks like he's carving dao patterns, and very unusual ones at that. But he's not skilled enough, carving very slowly."
Ye Fan rubbed his chin. "I want to stomp this fatty flat. When he leaves, Black Emperor, you go over and modify them a bit, so he'll be helpless when crossing the void."
"That would kill people." Although Black Emperor said this, it also let out a dishonest laugh.
"When the Holy Lands surround him here, let's see how he escapes." Tu Fei chuckled.
At this moment, five Daoists rushed out from Duan De's body, helping him carve the patterns together. One of them was that withered, honest-looking, wooden Daoist.
"Now I finally understand why I wanted to slap that wooden Daoist. It was this dead fatty's deity..."